Chapter17 Do You Like That Rookie Downstairs?

Jing Shaofan and Li Manting nodded in agreement while Jing Muxuan kept picking up food with her chopsticks, turning a deaf ear to them. 

Old Mr. Jing then said to Li Muchen, "Chen, it's all up to you if you want to remarry or not. But if that woman is not good for Yan Yan, I will be the first to disagree to your marriage."

"Yes." Jing Shaofan and Li Manting nodded again. 

"Alas!" Old Mr. Jing sighed again and finally got to the point. "A Chen, you've already brought your girlfriend home... When will you get married?"

Zhang Luoya, who had been listening quietly, blushed in embarrassment. She lowered her head and grabbed the tablecloth in front of her, at a loss. 

"Father!" Li Manting said, "It's her first time to come here, and you... you're embarrassing her."

She then patted the back of Zhang Luoya's hand and said, "I'm sorry, Luoya. We will go to your house to discuss the wedding with your father later."

With a flushed face, Zhang Luoya whispered shyly, "Auntie, it's okay... No problem with me."

Her voice was low, but everyone at the table heard her clearly. Old Mr. Jing immediately laughed. "Good! It seems that the Jing family is about to have another happy event."

Li Manting smiled satisfyingly. She glanced at Jing Muchen, then at Zhang Luoya. She was very satisfied. 

Jing Muxuan took a look at her future sister-in-law but didn't make any comments. 

Jing Yanxi pursed his greasy mouth and thought with contempt, 'This woman wants to be Uncle Muchen's wife? She is so ugly. She even wears a pink dress at such an old age. Isn't she shameless? Humph! Beautiful sister is much prettier than her.'

When he insisted on sitting next to Jing Muchen just now, Zhang Luoya cast him a vicious stare. She was respectful to his grandfather and grandmother, but she rolled her eyes at him. He saw it very clearly. 

For him, revenge was inevitable at this moment. So he also rolled his eyes and said, "Crabs are so hard to peel. I don't want to eat them anymore. Auntie, can you help me peel some shrimps?"

Zhang Luoya's eyes flickered. Today was her first time visiting the Jing family. To keep her dignified and elegant manner, she only ate fried dishes and didn't dare to pick up any crabs or shrimps. She was afraid that her hands would be greasy and look dirty. But this little boy really asked her to peel shrimps for him? 

"Yan Yan, don't be naughty," Li Muchen said. 

But much to everyone's surprise, Old Mr. Jing laughed happily. "It seems that my great-grandson likes Luoya so much."

Zhang Luoya felt it harder to refuse now. If she refused, she would appear to be too impolite. If she agreed, the Jing family would have a good impression on her. But peeling shrimps... 

"I want to eat shrimps. Auntie, can you peel some for me?" Jing Yanxi started crying and screaming, so Zhang Luoya had to agree. "Okay, Auntie will peel shrimps for you."

Jing Yanxi wanted to vomit secretly. How dare she claim to be his auntie? Shame on her! 

Zhang Luoya's exquisite manicure was stained with sauce. But she finally peeled one big shrimp, so she put it into the small bowl in front of Jing Yanxi. "Come on, eat now." She then picked another shrimp with her left hand and peeled it diligently. 

She looked so virtuous now that Old Mr. Jing nodded several times. Li Manting was also satisfied with her. 

Jing Yanxi picked up the shrimp and stuffed it into his mouth. But he suddenly spat it out on the floor. "Ahhh! It's so spicy!"

Zhang Luoya froze. She thought inwardly, 'Damn this child! How dare he spit out the shrimp and his saliva on my dress!'

Startled, Li Manting stood up and asked, "Yan Yan, why did you spit on Auntie?"

Li Muchen glanced at Zhang Luoya. Then with a gloomy expression on his face, he snapped, "Yan Yan, you're so naughty!"

When Jing Muchen looked sideways, he happened to see Jing Yanxi winked at him before he changed the expression on his face and shouted, "It's so spicy. I can't eat spicy food. Don't you know that?"

This kid... However, when he saw how messy Zhang Luoya's dress was, he suddenly had the urge to laugh. "Have some drink." He picked up the glass of orange juice and handed it to the little boy. 

Jing Yanxi took the glass and gulped it down. He even stuck out his tongue and breathed like a puppy. What a drama prince! 

Zhang Luoya, on the other hand, continued to pretend to be considerate and kept saying, "It's okay." Li Manting pulled her to the bedroom to change her clothes. 

At this moment, only the five men were left at the table. 

Old Mr. Jing didn't have the heart to blame his great-grandson. He even felt sorry for Jing Yanxi when he saw him still sticking his tongue out. 

Jing Shaofan didn't say anything. He was quiet as ever. 

Jing Muchen continued eating his food as if nothing had happened. When he finished, he said, "Grandpa, Dad, Brother, I'm going upstairs."

Jing Yanxi quickly swallowed two mouthfuls of rice and shouted, "I'm full!" He then hurriedly followed Jing Muchen upstairs. 

Watching Jing Yanxi followed Jing Muchen like a puppy, Li Muchen shook his head and continued drinking. 

"Chen, what's wrong? Are you in a bad mood?" Jing Shaofan asked when he noticed that his eldest child had been drinking all the time. 

"Nothing, Dad," Li Muchen replied. 

"Chen..." Old Mr. Jing called him out and said, "Thank you for your hard work in the past four years."

"Grandpa, what are you talking about? Yan Yan is a descendant of the Jing family..." Li Muchen didn't finish his words because he saw Zhang Luoya walking out of the room after changing her clothes. 

"Uncle Muchen..." Jing Muchen was about to close the door of his room when he heard Jing Yanxi's voice. 

He turned around and saw the little boy's greasy mouth and hands. As a neat freak, he couldn't help but say, "Wipe your mouth and hands first. Otherwise, I won't let you in."

Jing Yanxi was rendered speechless. 

He ran downstairs to look for Aunt Hui to help him wipe his mouth and hands. Then he rushed back to Jing Muchen's room and approached him with a fawning smile. "Uncle Muchen, do you like that rookie downstairs? Is she going to be your wife?"